All Chapters of FORBIDDEN DESIRES : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER ONE Nora ended the call with her mom and dropped her phone onto the bed like the device had scorched her fingers. The conversation replayed in her mind, each word twisting her stomach into knots. "What happened now?" Chloe asked from across the dorm room, propping her chin in her hands while she watched Nora pace. "Mom wants me home for the holidays." Nora groaned and pressed her palms over her eyes, trying to block out the mental image of what waited for her there. "That doesn't sound like the end of the world." Nora dropped her hands and shot her roommate a look that could have frozen hell over. "You know exactly why I can't go back there." Chloe's lips twitched with barely contained amusement. "Your stepdad?" "Don't you dare call him that," Nora snapped, her voice sharper than she intended. "Louis is only six years older than me. The whole situation is absurd. Every time they go out together, people stare at them like they're watching some kind of spectacle. H

CHAPTER THREE Nora’s breath stopped in her throat. The door she had slammed open hung wide, and there he was. Louis sat on the edge of his bed, stark naked, his head tilted back slightly, his chest rising and falling in deliberate rhythm. His hand moved slow and purposefully over himself, and the sound of her sharp gasp broke through the quiet of the room. For one horrifying and thrilling second, he did not stop. His eyes lifted to hers, steady and unreadable, while his hand continued its stroke as though he had known she would appear, as though he had been waiting for her. Nora’s entire body locked in place. Every instinct screamed at her to turn, to shut the door, to flee down the hall before her legs gave out under her. But the longer she stared, the more impossible it became to move. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Her throat was dry, her palms damp, and her heart pounded so loud she thought he might hear it. Louis’s voice cut through the silence, low and deli

Nora slammed her door shut and leaned her back against it. Her palm pressed to her chest, feeling the frantic beat of her heart—it was racing three times faster than normal. She glanced down at the towel wrapped around her body and yanked it off.Her hand slid beneath her panties, tugging them away in a rush until nothing was left to cover her bare skin. She slipped her fingers slowly into her wet clunt, rubbing herself in a circular motion.The kiss, the thought of how Louis’s dick would fit into her, made her wetter. She had no choice but to bring her slick fingers to her lips, licking them off the way he had done to her on their first night.Her legs pressed together as if to cage in the desire burning hotter inside her. She rushed to her bed, stripped off what was left of her clothes, and grabbed her pillow.Sliding it between her thighs, she rocked against it, grinding in quick, needy strokes as if she were riding Louis’s dick.“Uhhhn…” A sharp cry tore from her lips before she c

CHAPTER SEVEN The sharp rattle of the doorknob froze them both.Nora’s breath hitched as Louis tightened his grip on her hips, still buried deep inside her. Panic rushed through her veins, but the raw ache between her legs made it impossible to think straight.Angela’s voice came again, firmer this time. “Nora, open this door. Why are you locking it so often?”Louis’s jaw clenched, his eyes burning into hers with a dangerous mix of defiance and hunger. He leaned close, his lips brushing her ear. “Don’t move. Don’t make a sound.”Nora shook her head frantically and whispered, “She can’t find you here. You have to hide.”Instead of pulling away, Louis thrust into her once more, slow and deliberate, making her bite her lip to hold back the cry that bubbled up. His smirk was wicked. “You think I’m going to leave you like this? Not a chance.”Another knock, louder this time. “Nora!”Nora pressed both hands to his chest, her heart racing. “Louis, please! If she sees us—”The command in her

CHAPTER TWO Eva’s heart lurched as she stared at her bag, its contents strewn across her bed. The diary was gone, her confessions about Professor Hayes exposed somewhere beyond her reach. Her fingers shook as she shoved textbooks and pens back inside, her mind racing through her steps. The lecture hall, the library and his office. The last thought sent a shiver through her, fear tangling with a heat she couldn’t ignore.She grabbed her phone, the screen showing 4:25 p.m. Her dorm room felt suffocating, the air heavy with her panic. She slung her bag over her shoulder and hurried out, the hallway’s fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Her sneakers squeaked on the tile as she moved, her breath coming in quick, uneven bursts. Outside, the autumn wind bit at her skin, the campus quiet under a fading sun. She crossed the quad, her hoodie flapping, her fingers gripping the bag’s strap until her knuckles ached.Her footsteps echoed in the empty corridor as she climbed the stairs to the